Psychosis Page #3
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- 2010
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Speak tomorrow night.
Okay, bye.
Bye.
What are you doing?
David, the others
are waiting to use the room.
Let them shag in the hallway.
It's all right for you,
with your 12-bedroom mansion.
Oh!
How did you know
it's got 12 bedrooms?
You've been up there, haven't you?
I just had a quick look.
I told you not to go near there, okay?
Okay.
I've got it under control.
How did you get all
the way up there, anyway?
I drove in my car.
- Really?
- Mm-hmm.
That reminds me, I need
to borrow your car for a while.
Hmm. Okay, no problem.
That was David on the phone.
This will be ready soon.
Okay.
I'll be in the dining room.
My turn.
Oh, great. Let's eat.
So, what's in the recipe?
Wild boar meat cutlets,
potato chunks, fennel
and some local wild herbs.
Wow. It's delicious.
You've lived here
for a long time, right?
All me life.
Except when I were overseas
fighting rag heads.
Well, there's this little boy
who's always playing in the garden,
and I've meant
to speak to him, but...
Do you know where he lives?
No. Ain't nobody round here
got a little lad.
Well, he can't live far.
There's nobody around here
for miles, you know that.
What's she like?
Who?
I've read reviews about her book.
What's she like?
She's a joke.
She doesn't know
whether she's coming or going.
Like all them people.
She's never had to live
in the real world.
Not like you.
...those Brazilian girls.
Sure, man.
Every part of them.
- You saying that we're not enough?
- No.
How much longer?
Not long.
Not long.
Did you hunt this meat?
Aye.
I went hunting once...
...with my grandfather.
It made me feel awful.
That's all part of it,
feeling bad.
It reminds us
of the importance of survival.
Hmm.
Who was that girl you were with
that day in the woods?
Was that your girlfriend?
Something like that.
You must be Susan.
Yes.
I'm Emily.
Uh...
Peck said you might need
some help in the garden today.
He's off on a hunt.
No telling when he'll be back.
Oh. Well...
Well, come on in.
I'm fully qualified, you know.
- In what?
- Gardening.
Been gardeners in my family
for generations.
Gardeners, farmers, shepherds.
It's a lovely place you've got here.
Isolated.
Good for the soul,
don't you think?
So, Mr. Peck asked you
to come out here?
Did he?
- You just said...
- Oh, yeah, Peck's hunting.
Never had a hunter
in the family before.
Well, not really.
Nor an American.
Okay, listen,
the bushes out at the side,
we want them taken out.
You'll find the tools out back.
Great.
There's tea and stuff in the kitchen.
Go help yourself.
I'm going to go take a bath.
Call me if you need me.
Who's that boy?
Who's that boy in the garden?
Boy? What boy?
The boy I just saw you with
in the garden,
the one with the - with the ball.
I don't know what you mean.
There wasn't anyone at all.
It was just me!
Hey, quit playing games
with me, okay?
I just saw you in the garden
with a little boy!
Susan, I don't know
what you're talking about.
All right, that's it, let's go.
Let's go! Now!
Susan, you're nuts!
You really are mental!
Did Peck make you do this?
F*** you! Get out!
Was he too much for ya?!
I'm afraid...
Well, I know nothing.
Um...
There's something happening
in that house,
and I know it's not my imagination.
Anything's possible.
You know, I'd be the last one
to discount the idea of ghosts.
If you believe that house is haunted,
then who am I to argue with you?
Have you told your husband?
He doesn't see anything,
he doesn't hear anything.
He's the rational one.
I'm the one with the background.
Susan...
Did something once...
happen to you?
I suffered a mental collapse.
A complete and utter shutdown.
And, um, then I met David,
and he brought me back to reality.
He gave me life again.
You know, David has
all these work commitments,
and I'm under a tremendous amount
of pressure to finish this book,
and I owe it to him
to keep it together.
It's my turn to be supportive now.
It isn't easy, is it?
So, what do you want me
to do for you?
Hello?
Hello.
I've been calling you.
Oh, yeah, sorry,
the battery's been dead.
But I'm en route now.
Well, I called that number
to the office you gave me,
and it sounded
like it was disconnected.
Yeah, we had the engineers
in all day.
I think we're going
to be changing numbers.
Well, great,
so you're on your way home.
What time will you be here?
I'm at the services, 10 miles away,
so I won't be long.
Cool, okay,
'cause dinner's almost ready,
and I bought a bottle of wine.
Lovely.
I'll see you soon, yeah?
Okay.
- Okay, bye.
- Bye.
Hey, babe,
dinner smells great.
Where are you?
Uh, I'm up here, babe!
What's up?
Hi. How is everything?
- Yeah, everything all right?
- Yeah, everything's fine.
I'm just cleaning up.
I saw Reverend Swan
at the services.
He said he's coming over tomorrow
with Miss Kessler.
Who's that, then?
You said you wanted me to get
to know other people in the area,
so that's what it is -
a morning coffee.
If you don't find anything...
...it'll mean it's all in my head.
I hardly think so, dear.
What do you call
a particular kind of madness,
when you have hallucinations?
In my profession,
we call it second sight.
Shall we get started?
Well, my dear, whatever it is
you've been experiencing,
there's nothing there now.
Quite clearly.
If there was,
it would have come through.
- But I saw them.
- I know -
I saw them - I saw the kid,
and I saw the young man...
I'm not doubting you.
I'm not doubting you.
Not for a minute.
All I'm saying is that if there was
anything, it's gone now.
There's... There's nothing.
I'd stake my reputation on it.
It's very good of you
to run me home, Mr. Golden.
Don't worry, my dear.
It's a nice house, good spirits.
I'll, um...
I'll see you soon, Susan.
Thank you.
You sure you don't want
to come for the ride?
Yeah, I'm sure. I...
I want to finish the chapter I'm
working on - it's the last chapter.
Oh, yes.
Your crime thriller.
Yeah.
I won't be long.
No, no!
Uh!
Uh!
Help me!
No, stop!
Stop!
Well, David,
what can I say?
It went straight to the top
of the crime fiction charts.
Well, she was...
She is a very talented person.
Very much so.
I got to ask...
...did you know that she was
writing about the things
she thought she was seeing?
Well, not at the time,
but it does explain things.
Huh.
How is she doing?
So-so.
I'm actually driving down
in the morning to see her.
Please give her my best.
I'm sorry I can't make it myself,
but I'm flying back
to New York tomorrow.
I'm sure.
The first royalties are here.
How shall I make out the check?
I'm sure you have
power of attorney now.
No need.
Just transfer the money
to the account.
Same details you already have.
Joint account? Really?
It's always been
a joint account, Charles.
Hmm.
Well, if there's anything else
that I find,
I will give you a call.
I think that's it.
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